I'm stuck. I'm stuck. I'm going nowhere. I got to the point where I feel creatively drained. No imagination. No suspense. No Oh, Wow!. No nothing. It has always been in my nature to be imaginative and never stop creating. It's key in my personality. Yet, it's been months since I feel a real urge to play with ideas in my head and turn them into something.
Don't get me wrong, I can still think of things that "could do" or "should do", I just don't have the motivation to go ahead and do anything at all. It's like being a bird with no wings. Trapped, perhaps?
Sometimes I force my brain to come up with ideas, original ideas, I proceed with them and by the time it's done, I hate it! I'm my worst enemy. I hate my work, yet I can't live without it. I know my capabilities, and I'm addicted to learning and absorbing knowledge. Yet, that's not taking me anywhere. Maybe I'm just too harsh with myself?
I'm usually very positive and even in the worst scenarios, but for some reason when it comes to a having positive attitude towards my issues, things turn 180 degrees. I put myself down, and to make things worst I tend I pity myself too often sometimes.
Ugh! I would love to have an F5 key in my brain. Refresh. Refresh. Refresh. New ideas, more smiling.